The place is a ghost town…
no one walking down the street…
back yards are eerie in their silence
with no one making a sound
no kids, no laughter, no one mowing the lawn.
The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day…
But no one cares
there could be 4 feet of snow in June
no one would be paying attention.
We are onto game 3.
We have swept the first two.
Our excitement is mounting
we can almost taste
a moment we have waited for pretty much forever.
The chance never this good
The wins so amazingly sweet
Competition so fierce
Emotions so high
Superstitions keeping us all in our zones.
Be it beard
We all do what we can
to keep up the faith
to support our team
to show the love.
It’s what we have worked towards all through the year
with the cheering
Overcoming the odds
to be where they are
So here’s to the cup
may the best team take it
it’s been a great ride
with constant excitement.
A goal and the Province erupts from it’s silence
the yelling vibrating through the air
uniting us all
with Canadian pride and love for our team
make us prouder than we already are boys!!
We know you can do it…